Unnoticed Feelings

I have a name.
Most people don't know it because my family isn't rich.
I have a face.
Only one that people would not miss.

I have a story.
A tragedy unexplained and left feeling lonely.
I have many unwanted memories
I have many unwanted apologies.

I'm sorry for not being happy in the skin that I'm in.
I have marked my body with scars even though i knew it was a sin.
If only people knew i was only trying to forget the emotional pain I'm in.

Keep trying they said; but they expected the normal out of me instead of just a simple effort.
They didn't understand that i couldn't do it because there was always a place that hurt.
I drank to try and hide the pain.

This only made it worse because when i woke up the pain still lingered the next day.
It taunted me morning, evening, and night.
Always made me feel like I'm not worth the fight.

Everyday feels like an endless struggle.
I used to tell myself, baby, the pain is what you are stronger than.
Only somehow i knew i would not win